The healing power of Mother Nature—and VP Leni
I’ve lived through many elections—my own Dad won five consecutive victories, from 1953, as representative of what was then the second, now the third, district of Manila.
I’ve lived through many elections—my own Dad won five consecutive victories, from 1953, as representative of what was then the second, now the third, district of Manila.
I started this on Monday, an important day for the country. My yaya came home from the precinct, proud to have voted. And when I asked her, sheepishly I must admit, whom she voted for, she answered “Taumbayan po.” It made me happy.
My world has been turned upside down—I’ve been without a maid for nearly a month, and we lost the election. But it’s precisely in times like this that I discover my strengths and a whole new set of coping mechanisms.
It’s the day after the elections. It’s time to start the healing.
Philippine politics is dominated by different faces but who belong to the same family or clan. Political dynasties remain deeply entrenched in almost every level of government—with some candidates winning positions on the strength of their surname alone.
Over 200 Indian writers, including Arundhati Roy, banded together, appealing to voters to vote against hate politics in the election.
The campaign has begun, officially, that is. Many candidates actually started months ago, illegalities notwithstanding, and they blamed it on their eager supporters who could not hold back their enthusiasm and were straining at the bit. Whatever.
“We shall never change our leaders until we change the people who elect them.”
Kansas election officials are putting the brakes on a dog’s campaign for governor.
There is a time to heal, and a time to mourn. Before a nation in grief can unite, its citizens need to mourn their individual losses first.
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